April 28, 2010
April 27, 2010
if you want to see some more pictures from yesterday’s work party go on the central’s FB group page I CAN’T ALWAYS BE DOING EVERYTHING AROUND HERE JESUS I GOT SHIT TO DO LIKE LIVE MY LIFE! sorry, sorry there, i’m sorry guys.
there were many hilarious points. like when teppei got his makeup and hair did and went drag. awesome. or when kamila came back and everyone was all hey! oh hey! then i pointed to an actual bin of hay (you can see it in the above photo) and said HAY. abigail diiiied laughing. so i left while i was ahead to catch the rest of the day in bellwoods.
i haven’t had many manicures in my life, fuck, i think i’ve actually only ever had one like a professional one but anyway, yesterday’s, best ever. i don’t get why they file all your nails off though. i said to just go to town do whatever. chose plum polish, apparently the hottest colour in the city right now.
i like having shorter nails, i think the manicure lasts longer that way?
can’t wait to see brosz7kowski’s shots. guess i CAN wait as you don’t get to see that shit til months later. pshh.
clem’s place is out of confuckingtrol.
as is usual, loads of photos and no time. working tonite. joke night yes finally some laughs instead of sad bastard poetry you have no idea how much of a smirk snark zen master i’ve become since working in the heart of the annex right smack dab in the middle of mirvish fucking village. sometimes i have to crouch behind the bar and pretend i am tying my laces-less shoes because i can no longer suppress my reaction to too much information spoken word. i’m way less of a dick about it but still, doesn’t mean it isn’t fruity just a little bit. one guy was all IF WRITING POETRY IS GAY THEN FINE I’M FUCKING GAY! all hostile and aggressive. over and over and over. i went cross-eyed zen over that bit. so many stories. ahhhhhh.
yesterday my outfit was so summery people in the street lost their minds. night time outfit was a gas as well. just be on your game a little bit and see how your life pans out.
April 26, 2010
Raymi,
I have been an avid reader of your blog site for years. I have been doing these graphic art composites and used one of your photos as a subject. I am a thief like that.
Just thought I’d send you the finished product. Use it in a post, for FB or chuck it. If it is okay, I’d like to post it on my FB group site if that is okay with you?
Keep up the great work on your blog and I hope this finds you healthy and happy.
Shane
Hello Lauren!
As I wrote last time, I come to Canada in 15 days. Unfortunately, we have one family worries (not very serious!). Therefore everything changes; I shall not be able to come to Toronto as agreed. I shall be at Alberta from the * until the **. What a pity, I made a joy to pass to the Central! Too bad!
On place, I shall content myself with your blog. I wanted to intervene on marriage, but as my opinion resembles yours, I shut up… And I don’t want people to know all my opinions.
Yesterday afternoon, I was by the lake, I read lessons of English, when my father’s wife (she’s Canadian) called me: she is sure that there is a woman underside to make me so much work my English. I answered: “Yes! A special woman, but only a net-friend! (I think my brother told her that I read your blog.) And it is there that she announced me the change in my plans!
I hope that your hip and your knees go better!?
Certain that you are very busy, I have a question however: it shall upset you to be in correspondence with me?
Bye-bye!
-******.
hi it’s the I HAVE NO FREE TIME BLOG baaaaaaaarf. if i’m lucky i’ll have a nervous breakdown soon. just as i’m all oh i love my alone time i go out again. come sunday every week i am frazzled to the bone. it’s great but all i want to do is lie down in the grass in the sun for eight hours straight until i feel smart again. i’m saving money to go away. i figure complaining about needing a city break won’t make anything fuckin’ happen so maybe i should put some of my own damn effort into it. you don’t need anybody to go away, you can just, go. so i will. done. good. deal.
elyse’s glasses.
dance is coming along great. the numbers are tightening up. show is soon. (may 16 at revival don’t forget!) saw my dad brother and aunt yesterday briefly, was nice even though i was an irritable bitch. so busy i forgot my period was baffled by why i was eating so much lately.
i won.
after rehearsal went to my favourite store in the market to therapy shop even though i went to my other favourite store first on a break to buy a shirt there. i was in a pissyish mood (zero sleep) and instead of spending the time to eat i thought well, eating will just make me more moody cos i’ll be dancing around all fat-feeling. i’d already inhaled a banana and an energy drink, some coffee and a kashi bar. i just eat and eat there is no off button. anyway, i went by the money/spending it code i invented when i was in england, it’s ok to be broke if you look good as in, while everyone is eating why not shop? their food is gone in fifteen minutes but you have a new shirt. ta-da. went to last temptation afterward to eat an omelet. then i ate again a half hour after that at the madison.
then i finally go home to collapse and rob calls cos he’s hungry. went to mezzno’s (sp?) i can’t believe i hadn’t been in there before. looks like i’m moving in. drank a ton of bailey’s, not enough actually those little spanish coffee glasses loaded with ice are impossible to drink through also when you work in a bar and have every booze bottle known to man at your grasp it’s kinda like excuse me, fill’erup. i always expect to get something for free everywhere i go cos i consider myself this walking advertisement for like, fuck, everything. also i’m pretty generous myself. rob had the shnitzel and it was pretty sad looking and tasting. i ate a banana and we filmed it. pretty vulgar. i’ve been eating lots of bananas lately and not to brag or anything but i’m pretty regular. also lots of oatmeal.
the fish are frowning. i think they’ve gone insane. i would be if i lived in a fish tank. good to look at stoned though to tom waits.
do you think if courtney love met me she’d be all stop ripping me off. rob is trying to quit smoking, don’t think popeye is gonna do the trick and to everyone who asks about all the men featured in my life on this blog no we are not boning. guy shows up in paint covered stupid looking pants with paint on his nose.
and now i must get ready as fast as possible for kamila’s going away party. manicures/pedicures done by the boys who have been secretly taking courses apparently. photoshoot by brosz7kowski and then i have to hightail it out of there for the bombay sapphire party. last year we took off with the massive novelty-sized gin bottle they used at the front door, sass brought it home. had to return it. guess they dug on that as they’ve cordially invited my ass back for more. i’ll sleep when i’m dead. ok i am a retard the bombay thing is NEXT monday. read emails properly much?
April 24, 2010
today i consumed so far:
3 coffees
ginger green tea
blue menu veggie chili with a light laughing cow thrown in
another laughing cow cheese triangle
a banana
some rice/veg leftovers what roommates made
2 pumpkin pie kashi granola bars
bowl of apple cinnamon oatmeal
I AM A MONSTER.
the question now is should i invest in a large tub of nutella? or will that just make me go on a carb’s hoovering spree cos i’ll require vessels to spread that hazelnut bullshit on? (as if i wouldn’t just end up eating it with a spoon and chasing it with more weed).
and i’m going to assume you all vote yes cos you want me to go heffer.
LIKE YOU!
BYE I LOVE YOU FOREVER!
i haven’t “gone” “punk” in aaages. bumped into mark who everybody knows in that scene, we were in a short-lived band together once. anagram also played (jeff’s birthday). i never know how to dance at these things, put it to a ten then understate it a little then out of nowhere just straight go bananas. pushing and shoving, getting shoved. silliness. i don’t even say the word silly on a regular basis and don’t worry i don’t intend to be making a habit of it either. got cut early from work wasn’t expecting to be able to even go to this. it’s nice to get shitty with shitheads. oshwagans.
thank fuck for jamming toilet paper in my ears.
earlier at work got some pirates ripped on screech rum. ARRR.
totally. this ad just got funnier.
walk and grocery run with lucas.
roots are out of control. no time til tuesday earliest to sort ‘em out. feel so anti-princess right now cos of that. sigh blond is such high maintenance and fucking expensive too.
lovin on the sunflower seed butter right now. like peanut butter but crazy texture.
Hey hey Raymi,
Nice ghostly/chimerical shot of the Beauties, Dakota Tavern…
Just wondering, what kind of success have you had monetizing your blog and how did the ball get rolling regarding your audience?
Were there a few specific posts that did it, or was it a gradual thing??
Anyway, just thought I’d touch base as I came across your site through the NP feature recently…
Cheers,
Christopher
my stunted rash reply from BB: Ive been blogging ten years and im good at what i do. An innovator, unique, original content daily. I have scandalized myself etc etc.
Cool cool…
I enjoyed how you showcased that criticism on your blog…might steal
that idea and run some of our worst antagonists within the post itself.
Weirdly, the worst, most hateful vitriol spewed at us has been because of pot-shotting some crappy 70s band and writing storyline suggestions for Dexter (!).
C.
I get so much hate it all cancels itself out eventually. No time to fight every battle. I owned ihateraymi.com at one point. First published book called dear raymi is made up of love/hate mail. Everything is content. Being hated is kinda punk rock. Means you’re doing something right, and right now which ultimately is the idea, to be of the moment.
April 23, 2010
ahh fuck i wasted the day. going for a quick walk with lucas my scumbag in crime. then quick shower time then work work work.
